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“Congratulations.” We kissed, soft at first, but then hard and hungrily. She’s my wife!
We hurried down the steps, hand in hand, stopping at the bottom to kiss again.
“Oh, my God, we’re legally married!” I shouted.
“Yep. You’re my old lady now. My ball and chain. My tax write off.”
I pinched her on the butt. “Yes, I think I get the picture, thank you.”
Charlotte, who had followed after us, handed me the cellphone.
“Honey? Honey, can you hear me?” my mother asked, sticking her nose up to the phone.
“Yes, Mom. But lean back please, I can’t see you,” I instructed.
Mom leaned back. “Honey, I’m so happy for you both. It was a wonderful ceremony.”
“Congratulations, you two,” my father said.
I could see the tears in my mother’s eyes and I began to cry again. “Thanks. I just wish you both could have been here.”
Melinda nuzzled the area just under my ear, and it made my pulse quicken.
“I do too, honey,” Mom said. “But as Melinda suggested, I made notes for the formal wedding.”
“Mom, I love you!” I laughed. Melinda nipped at my neck and I inhaled sharply. “Um, Mom. I need to go. I’ll call you later, okay?”
“Of course, sweetheart. Your father and I send you and Melinda all our love.”
“We love you both so much,” I replied.
“Yeah, tell my new mother-in-law that I can’t wait to start driving her crazy,” Melinda kidded.
“Honey, I heard that, and you can tell my new daughter-in-law that she’s too late,” Mom joked. At least I’m pretty sure it was a joke.
“All right, you two, I’m hanging up now,” I said. “Love you, Mom.”
Laughing, Mom replied, “Love you, too, honey.”
Rainbow Honeymoon — Melinda Blackstone-Livingston and Chris Blackstone-Livingston
I was tempted to put off our reason for coming to San Francisco to begin with and fly my bride to Switzerland for our honeymoon. A temptation that I decided to ignore for now. As much as I wanted to be selfish, I remembered that I had responsibilities now, to my wife. My wife. The two most magical words I have ever said.
“She’s my wife!” I shouted to every person we walked past.
We stopped just a little ways from the steps to wait on the others to catch up. Chris wrapped her arms around my midsection and laid her head on my shoulder. I could feel her heart beating against my chest, and my heart skipped a beat, and then our hearts beat as one. The world stopped spinning on its axis, and the air stood still. All so that I could feel my bride meld into me. So that I could feel her loving me from the inside out. It was miraculous. No, it was so much more than that, but I didn’t know the words to describe it. Love was indescribable.
“Chris, what do you want to do next?” I asked, not sure how to proceed with everything else we had going on.
“Why don’t we all go get something to eat, and then, if I can keep from ravishing you on the restaurant table, maybe we could find a hotel room and consummate our marriage.”
“Oh, baby. Absolutely. And to save time, we’ll dine at the hotel.”
“I love the way you think, sweetheart,” Chris said.
“All right then. If you’ll tell the others, I’ll make the arrangements. Ask everyone to meet us back at the SUV, and we’ll go there together.”
Chris kissed me on the cheek and walked back up the steps. I jumped on the phone and called my father. I could have called the hotel myself, but since one call from him would take care of everything I needed, I decided to let him do my leg work for me. My only concern was how mad he would be when I told him why I needed this favor. My father, a strong, stubborn businessman who only understood money, and how to make more of it, would be angry. Not because he had missed the wedding, but because he wouldn’t be able to use it to make more money. I took a deep breath, promising myself that I would stay calm no matter how mad he got, and clicked on his number.
“Hey,
We hurried down the steps, hand in hand, stopping at the bottom to kiss again.
“Oh, my God, we’re legally married!” I shouted.
“Yep. You’re my old lady now. My ball and chain. My tax write off.”
I pinched her on the butt. “Yes, I think I get the picture, thank you.”
Charlotte, who had followed after us, handed me the cellphone.
“Honey? Honey, can you hear me?” my mother asked, sticking her nose up to the phone.
“Yes, Mom. But lean back please, I can’t see you,” I instructed.
Mom leaned back. “Honey, I’m so happy for you both. It was a wonderful ceremony.”
“Congratulations, you two,” my father said.
I could see the tears in my mother’s eyes and I began to cry again. “Thanks. I just wish you both could have been here.”
Melinda nuzzled the area just under my ear, and it made my pulse quicken.
“I do too, honey,” Mom said. “But as Melinda suggested, I made notes for the formal wedding.”
“Mom, I love you!” I laughed. Melinda nipped at my neck and I inhaled sharply. “Um, Mom. I need to go. I’ll call you later, okay?”
“Of course, sweetheart. Your father and I send you and Melinda all our love.”
“We love you both so much,” I replied.
“Yeah, tell my new mother-in-law that I can’t wait to start driving her crazy,” Melinda kidded.
“Honey, I heard that, and you can tell my new daughter-in-law that she’s too late,” Mom joked. At least I’m pretty sure it was a joke.
“All right, you two, I’m hanging up now,” I said. “Love you, Mom.”
Laughing, Mom replied, “Love you, too, honey.”
Rainbow Honeymoon — Melinda Blackstone-Livingston and Chris Blackstone-Livingston
I was tempted to put off our reason for coming to San Francisco to begin with and fly my bride to Switzerland for our honeymoon. A temptation that I decided to ignore for now. As much as I wanted to be selfish, I remembered that I had responsibilities now, to my wife. My wife. The two most magical words I have ever said.
“She’s my wife!” I shouted to every person we walked past.
We stopped just a little ways from the steps to wait on the others to catch up. Chris wrapped her arms around my midsection and laid her head on my shoulder. I could feel her heart beating against my chest, and my heart skipped a beat, and then our hearts beat as one. The world stopped spinning on its axis, and the air stood still. All so that I could feel my bride meld into me. So that I could feel her loving me from the inside out. It was miraculous. No, it was so much more than that, but I didn’t know the words to describe it. Love was indescribable.
“Chris, what do you want to do next?” I asked, not sure how to proceed with everything else we had going on.
“Why don’t we all go get something to eat, and then, if I can keep from ravishing you on the restaurant table, maybe we could find a hotel room and consummate our marriage.”
“Oh, baby. Absolutely. And to save time, we’ll dine at the hotel.”
“I love the way you think, sweetheart,” Chris said.
“All right then. If you’ll tell the others, I’ll make the arrangements. Ask everyone to meet us back at the SUV, and we’ll go there together.”
Chris kissed me on the cheek and walked back up the steps. I jumped on the phone and called my father. I could have called the hotel myself, but since one call from him would take care of everything I needed, I decided to let him do my leg work for me. My only concern was how mad he would be when I told him why I needed this favor. My father, a strong, stubborn businessman who only understood money, and how to make more of it, would be angry. Not because he had missed the wedding, but because he wouldn’t be able to use it to make more money. I took a deep breath, promising myself that I would stay calm no matter how mad he got, and clicked on his number.
“Hey,
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